Chapter 36 Boy, Taoist, Dog
Above the field ridge, the cold wind of early winter was howling, damp and biting.
Yang Huai, Xiao Zhou Tian's mental method practice has been successful, but he is not afraid of this mere chill.
He was very interested at this time. In the cold wind, looking at the neat and green fields, he felt an indescribable joy.
Unknowingly, he could already see the slightly blurry Yang family paddock in the distance.
At this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and he looked behind him, but he saw a wisp of cold light coming from behind him unknowingly. He leaned slightly to the side, and saw a sneaky paper man holding a knife coming from his waist. The edge passed by, and the chill was biting. Yang Huai lowered his head and saw that the clothes around his waist had been cut.
"You dare to spoil my new clothes?"
Yang Huai was furious. He had grown up but didn't have many new clothes. This one was chosen when he got married, but now it was damaged.
At this time, deep in the cold wind, I saw pieces of paper, like flying autumn leaves, coming with paper knives. There were a lot of them.
"Get out!"
With a roar, Yang Huai's blood burst out, as if a strong red light burst out from his whole body. Then he saw the paper figures flying one after another like saplings in the storm, being uprooted one by one and transformed into the blood and fire storm. Fly ash.
In the ashes, there were faint wailing sounds, and wisps of ghostly shadows could be seen being annihilated in the shock wave of pure Yang Qi and blood.
At this time, a sighing voice came from the distant wind.
"With such energy and blood, no wonder he can kill Lao Wu?!"
"Who is Lao Wu?"
Yang Huai frowned and looked at a wretched old man who flew out of the dead grass next to him!
He doesn't know this person!
But this old man was quite vicious and actually ambushed him. Fortunately, he was born with a keen sense, otherwise he would have been stabbed in the waist!
He glanced at the big hole in his waist again, and there were cold stars in the depths of his eyes.
Taoist Wild Dog looked up and down at the young man in front of him. His eyes became more and more satisfied as he looked at him, but his words were kind to help him clear up his doubts.
"That's the salesman you killed!"
Yang Huai frowned slightly, it seemed that the salesman was indeed some kind of gangster.
Taoist Wild Dog glanced at Yang Huai and then said.
"Actually, I should say that you killed well...!!"
Smiling slightly, he stopped talking in an instant and said.
"Well, it's a good thing that he died. In order to thank you, Pindao has decided to bring back the dog king who will scrape off your meat inch by inch and feed it to me. It can be regarded as repaying your kindness!"
He spoke the most relaxed words, but his eyes were full of murderous intent. He saw a low whimper coming from deep in the autumn grass next to him. Yang Huai glanced into the grass, and then sneered.
"The old Taoist man has a lot of words, but I'm afraid it's your old bones that will be laid to rest today!"
There was a cold star in the depths of Yang Huai's eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to use the magic power in his body to condense the Gengjin spear to hit the old Taoist with a spear through the heart, but then he remembered that the magic power could not be brought over, so this body can be worthy of Zhou Tian's mastery of mental skills. .
As soon as his thoughts changed, the old wild dog also saw the clues. With a wave of his hand, he took out a black-haired poison ivy whip from his robe, turned into a long snake and swept toward Yang Huai like lightning.
It was too late to turn around at this time. Yang Huai's expression remained unchanged, but a layer of fine golden light quickly formed around his body, forming a golden round shield in front of him.
Little Vajra Curse!
The Little Vajra Mantra is formed through meditation and meditation using the power of the soul. It also uses the power of the soul, but it can be used.
There are other soul spells that can also be used.
The poison ivy whip fell under the shield of golden light, making the sound of boulders colliding with each other, and even carrying a little bit of black smoke, but it was all blocked by the golden light, leaving only a sizzling sound on the golden round shield.
It is obviously extremely corrosive and toxic.
"This is..."
Looking at the rising golden light, Taoist Wild Dog's face was stunned for a moment, but his eyes tightened immediately. The man in front of him was not the reckless man he imagined. He actually knew Taoism?
Just as he was about to continue using the magic, all the hairs on his body suddenly stood on end, and his soul felt a ray of extreme danger, and he was about to use the magic to escape.
"Kill!"
In the distance, Yang Huai's eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of white light suddenly shot out into the air, locking the eyes of Taoist Wild Dog. With just a slight turn, the old Taoist's eyes suddenly widened with shock. The next moment, the old Taoist figure who was about to stand up and retreat collapsed. He fell to the ground, but his soul had been nailed to death by the soul-fixing and soul-slaying magic.
"Roar!"
At this time, deep in the grass, a strong evil wind swept over, and it was behind Yang Huai in an instant.
Yang Huai frowned.
Bang!
The next moment there was a loud noise, and he swayed slightly, but there were several extremely unpleasant sounds of metal friction in his ears, and he saw a bloody mouth violently biting the golden light shield rising behind him. .
"Seeking death!"
Yang Huai's eyes turned cold. The energy and blood in his body shook and turned into strength. He punched the dog king in the waist, sending it flying several meters in an instant.
The evil dog landed on the ground, and a strong black energy rose into the air around it. A tiger spirit appeared faintly inside, causing the entire evil dog's black energy to surge, and it wanted to pounce again.
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"He is a loyal beast! I will help you!"
The white light appeared in the depths of Yang Huai's eyes again, and he immediately locked onto the Dog King. In an instant, the Dog King howled, and instantly the black energy around him dissipated, and he fell to the ground.
After confirming that one person and one dog were completely dead, Yang Huai glanced around, advanced the dog king with one hand, and lifted the fallen old man with the other hand and flew into the depths of the thatch.
Soon, deep in the mountains.
After some groping, Yang Huai could only bury the old wild dog and the dog king in a deep pit in the mountain after confirming that there was nothing valuable on him.
"It's really unreasonable at all. There are no secrets!"
Deep in the mountain pit, Yang Huai looked at the deep pit filled with new soil below, with a somewhat depressed look in his eyes.
There are some things in the Wild Dog Old Dao bag, some paper figures, ink lines, poison ivy, and poison darts, but in his opinion, none of them are useful and not as valuable as the Dog King. He just thought that the Dog King might have eaten it. Man, he directly saved him physically.
But if you think about it carefully, even if you can find any vicious spells in this wild dog Taoist, can they still be comparable to the soul-fixing and soul-slaying techniques he currently practices, as well as the idea of suiren's spiritual appearance, even if those evil spells are Successful cultivation will only make his life miserable.
Yang Huai immediately put down these distracting thoughts and felt a little excited at the same time.
The two magical arts obtained from Feng Ying were very refreshing to use.
However, according to the records on the soul-fixing and slaying magic, Dacheng's soul-fixing and slaying magic can hurt Shangzhen.
Killing an outsider was a killing with a sledgehammer.
At the same time, after this battle, Yang Huai also vaguely discovered the characteristics of these side sect monks. They seemed to be biased towards spiritual practice, and their physical strength may not be as good as the Jiutian Zhengdao monks mentioned by Yuan Xiuxiu.
Comparing the two, a preliminary impression appeared in Yang Huai's mind.
The Nine Heavens Righteous Path: Abundant essence, perfect soul foundation, martial ability to charge into battle, strong enough to carry mountains, Wen has all kinds of magical powers, and is unpredictable.
Side sect warlock: weak in body and short of breath, relying solely on his soul and all kinds of strange and vicious powerful spells to achieve his evil?
Yang Huai didn't know that this idea was biased, but if it was really what he thought, the inheritance of Jiutian Zhengdao must be even better than imagined.
Perhaps it is more complete and more powerful than those in the Xihuang Kingdom's Taoist inheritance?
"At least that's the case now. Most of the inheritance of the Xihuang Kingdom is biased towards the soul foundation, unlike here it seems to be both, similar to the way of the ancient gods?"
Yang Huai's current Dao practice is too shallow, and he has no way to confirm his speculation. Perhaps he can only know the pros and cons after he has officially completed the practice of Xiao Zhou Tian's mind method.
After hastily burying the old road, Yang Huai disappeared into the mountains and moved quickly towards the woods.
The appearance of the wild dog Taoist finally made Yang Huai a little uneasy. He was worried that other people in the woods would suffer a big loss.
After all, they are fellow villagers, including relatives and friends who have not yet entered the fifth server, or playmates who have grown up together since childhood.
Moreover, Yang Huai also wanted to capture one or two alive and ask about Hengling Village.
(End of chapter)